Because after Lin Xiao boarded the ship earlier, he had roughly estimated the number of people, and it was definitely much less than the number of people boarding here at Jinshan City.
Moreover, it looked like the spirit ship had no intention of stopping them from boarding anytime soon, as the queue continued to move forward ceaselessly.
Seeing this, Lin Xiao thought of what the cultivators in Yuanling City had said earlier about the number of people allowed on board being significantly reduced this time.
It seemed they weren't just casually slandering because they couldn't get on the ship themselves.
Lin Xiao told Jiang Youfu about his observations. The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, and then lost all interest in watching the queuing situation outside.
Jiang Youfu lowered his head and flipped through the ingredients in his storage bag, starting to ponder what to eat for dinner.
Meanwhile, Lin Xiao closed his eyes and began browsing the system shop in his mind.
He wasn't going to buy anything; he just wanted to look around.
Over at the capital of the Pusi Kingdom.
Because this was the Lingxian Sect's first official appearance before the imperial court, there were quite a lot of details that needed to be discussed.
After Liu Yunan and Qin Jianghe had entered the palace together earlier to discuss the general direction, the remaining matters were all handled by Liu Yunan alone.
Qin Jianghe, on the other hand, was accompanied by Mo Yuanjiao. After the two disguised themselves, they strolled all over the capital.
Because they also had the Peach Leaf Pendant and concealment spells, no one discovered their tracks.
However, the main reason was that several sects had recently been busy preparing to join forces to crusade against the neighboring Huanyou Kingdom, so their attention wasn't focused on the capital city.
The two of them spent their days wandering from one end of the city to the other, from the south to the north.
After accompanying Qin Jianghe to thoroughly explore the capital, Mo Yuanjiao began preparing to return to Xiushui Village.
The reason it was called preparing was that he wasn't going back alone this time; he was also taking his mother and grandmother with him.
Mo Yuanjiao had already reported this matter to his imperial cousin in advance, and Li Zhouxuan had agreed.
His father and older brothers still had to remain in the capital to serve in their official posts.
His sisters were all married off, and it was impossible for him to go to someone else's house and take away a sister who was already another man's wife.
According to General Mo's plan, he felt that when he and his other sons had time off, or perhaps in the future when they retired and returned to their hometown, they could go to Xiushui Village to reunite with their family.
It wasn't that they absolutely had to cultivate together or anything. Living to his age, and having spent years fighting on the battlefield, he had actually taken a very philosophical view of life and death.
Immortality and the like were easy to talk about, but in reality, how many people could actually achieve it?
Therefore, he took the matter of cultivation very lightly.
It was just that his youngest son was there now, and was so enthusiastically wanting to pull the whole family along. Thus, the Mo family discussed it privately and decided to fulfill the wish of the youngest son and brother of the family.
Under Mo Yuanjiao's constant urging, Madam Mo, who had always been very neat and efficient in doing things, quickly made all the arrangements for the family after their departure.
Early this morning, before the sky was fully light and the city gates had just opened, several carriages bearing the Mo family crest rolled out of the city gates.
Arriving outside the city, the carriages traveled for another few miles before stopping in a desolate, uninhabited area.
The people in the carriages stepped down one after another.
From the foremost carriage came General Mo, Madam Mo, and Old Matriarch Mo.
After them were Mo Yuanjiao and his two brothers.
In the carriages behind them were Mo Que and a few other guards, and finally Baojian and the other hereditary servants of the Mo family.
Because everyone present was a close relative or trusted confidant, Mo Yuanjiao didn't hide anything. He directly pulled out the spirit boat Lin Xiao had given him earlier, infused it with spiritual energy, and tossed it onto the ground.
Then, the people of the Mo family watched in great astonishment as this palm-sized little boat visibly grew larger and larger on the ground, until the spirit boat became big enough to accommodate over ten people before stopping.
Even though they were mentally prepared, Madam Mo and the others who had never seen it before were still very surprised.
Only General Mo, who had originally returned on this very thing, remained completely unfazed. He supported Old Matriarch Mo's hand and said:
Mother, let me help you up.
Old Matriarch Mo carefully boarded the spirit boat with General Mo's support, looking around with eyes full of wonder.
Afterward, General Mo went to help Madam Mo up as well.
Seeing that they had all boarded, Mo Yuanjiao waved to the back and said:
Baojian, bring them over together.
Accompanying them on this trip were also some of the Mo family's trusted guards and hereditary servants. After all, Old Matriarch Mo was advanced in years, and it was inevitable that she would need people to serve her along the way. Furthermore, General Mo was worried about her well-being after she arrived there, so he arranged for a few hereditary servants who had followed the Mo family for generations to go along.
They wouldn't be able to directly join the Lingxian Sect with them; they would just be settled by the Mo family in Cuifeng Town, making it convenient to look after the Madam and the Old Matriarch living in Xiushui Village.
As for Baojian, he was Mo Yuanjiao's man, so General Mo did not interfere.
Hearing this, Baojian immediately led those guards and hereditary servants, eagerly jogging over, and nimbly scrambled onto the spirit boat using both hands and feet.
The hereditary servants and guards behind him also followed closely and boarded.
Meanwhile, Mo Que was temporarily left in the capital by Mo Yuanjiao. Because Liu Yunan and Qin Jianghe had been particularly busy recently and were somewhat stretched thin, Mo Que was left in the capital city to help Qin Jianghe and the others handle some matters before returning with them later.
Anyway, with Mo Yuanjiao's current cultivation base being even higher than Mo Que's, he no longer needed close protection, and General Mo wouldn't be worried.
The people of the Mo family all had decisive and straightforward personalities. Although parting was imminent, General Mo and his two sons showed no signs of reluctant farewells.
Mo Yuanjiao's eldest brother just smiled and said to Mo Yuanjiao:
Little brother, take good care of Grandmother and Mother, and take good care of yourself too.
Second Brother Mo looked at Mo Yuanjiao earnestly. After the eldest brother finished speaking, he nodded vigorously, indicating, I feel the same.
Mo Yuanjiao understood, patting his chest and guaranteeing:
With me here, do not worry! I guarantee I will take better care of them than you guys would!
Hearing this, Eldest Brother Mo dropped his smile, turned around decisively, and said:
Alright, hurry up and leave. I do not want to see you anymore.
On the other side, General Mo bid a simple farewell to Old Matriarch Mo and Madam Mo. Afterward, he also stepped away from the spirit boat, walked about ten meters out, stopped, and waved his large hand at Mo Yuanjiao, saying:
Set off.
Mo Yuanjiao then took out the spirit stones from his stipend that he hadn't had time to use, and dropped them into the spirit stone receptacle inside the spirit boat.
After all, the journey was so long. If he were to solely use his own spiritual energy to transport so many people, it would be impossible even if he were drained dry, unless they stopped frequently along the way.
However, considering his grandmother's physical condition, dragging out the travel time was obviously inappropriate, so Mo Yuanjiao could only shell out his stipend.
Truth be told, because he was usually passionate about studying and drawing formations, he had saved up over a thousand spirit stones over the past half year.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
